The mountain range Avarice in which it was formed stands as being the tallest mountain range in lower Sosaria. A million generations ago, in the times of Sosaria's creation the mountains began to crack and fall apart from the forces of nature and the great mining of the Orcish Empire. As the Orcs dug deeper into the mountains they discovered more than just the precious minerals that they dug for within the cracks and caverns. They found gigantic caves and rock formations under the ground, whole rivers and lakes nestled in caverns of spectacular beauty.

As the Orcs continued to burrow into Avarice the need for supplies and reinforcements to the miners became far too great to be transported constantly from the surface. They began to construct facilities with in the caves. Huge feeding areas and dormitories sprang up along with kitchens, armouries, stables and what ever else they fancied. The huge new complex became a focus trading station for the Orcish Empire; Orcs with in the caves became richer and richer.

Primarily, the caves were named after the great Orcish warlord Covu'tice who first discovered them. Over the years the name changed to suit the new Orcish languages and accents forming. Eventually they came to be known as Covetous. Few Orcs spoke the languages of old and upheld the old traditions, so new ideals and frightening social streaming took over. The Orcs were a rapidly modernizing race.

The new furnishings and facilities were nearing an all over completion, but due to the lack of an heir when the emperor died the orcish empire sunk into a great civil war. Large tribes broke off the now collapsing empire to form separate tribal communities, each with the idea that their leader was a true warlord that should be named the new emperor.

Trade amongst the orcs became greatly severed and Orcish caravan routes fell victim to renegade orc bands trying to disrupt the opposition or just find an easy wealth. The city of covetous was completely cut off for many generations, yet it survived where as the others did not. The Orcs within the mines had changed to suite their new environment perfectly. Their skin turned darker to help them hunt the creatures in the lower levels of the complex and their language changed also to that of a completely different nature. Huge wars raged outside the very entrance of the caves and yet the miners continued to live their new found lives. The fall of the empire was to be the undoing of the Orcs if covetous had not stood strong. The tribes of Orcs almost entirely wiped out from eons of warring fell apart and drifted into the woods to shelter from the new threat of the humans. After time Orcs within Covetous became unsettled and groups broke away peacefully to try their luck in new areas of Sosaria.

Covetous finally lost its once gruesome gleam and settled down to a miserable life beneath the rocks. The Orcish Empire was broke, and now there were too many languages and traditions that stood in the way of a new empire. They turned into the snarling distraught beasts they have come to be, and shall no doubt remain. For the first time in countless generations the Mountain Orcs start to leave the familiar walls of Covetous to carry out raids upon nearby towns as there supplies run low and their gold stash dwindles.

The now powerful Human race, still growing in size and ignorance, started to test their new found courage upon the Orcs. Teams of adventurers would seek fame and fortune by testing their luck in the dank interiors of Covetous. Even though the mighty cave have been violated by humans and raped of her once bountiful mineral veins by the Orcs, Covetous still remains a monument to the once dominant race.

They shall no doubt leave their mark on the minds of Sosaria as long as memory exists.

The bad lands, the lost lands, the land of the second age. Whatever you may call it, its true origins remain a complete mystery. Wise men and theorists continue to ponder its creation. How did the bad lands form? Strange rocks and ores can be found in its earth, bizarre creatures and strange people wander its barren terrain. Everything about it seems to be in some way connected to the shadow lands, and yet everything about it is slight variation on what we already know. How did this place come to be part of the shadowlands. No man has ever sailed a ship there. Cartographers puzzle on how to lay out the world maps. Should they include this unfortunate land? Or should they ignore its existence in the vague hope and ignorance that it might just fade away?

They are considered to be a descendent of the mystic race of Elves which are said to have walked the planes even before Sosaria took form. Although this could well be true, Human's possess none of the delightful traits that are usually connected with stories of Elves. Humans are considered to be the most obnoxious race around by every other race. Their soul being is to improve themselves, a prudent aim but most times a selfish one. They are obsessed with material belongings, Gold in particular. Human development was frightfully fast, their organization and communication placing them far above the other races. However they war among themselves, fighting pointless battles over land and property. This ultimately is why the humans can and will never be the true rulers of the land.

"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization."
   Ralph Waldo Emerson - from the book of Karns

Mana is an infinite resource, quantity and amount are meaningless. It is the simplest form of perpetual motion, a perfect cycle of energies. All forms in a conglomerate device about Sosaria, drawn to its core.

Mana is drawn to the centre of Sosaria. This suggests that it is subject to the laws of Gravity, however this can not be true as mana is an entity without mass. There can only be speculation for the reasons behind this, but it is a common thought that the energies released when the gem of immortality was shattered created a boundry around the world. This boundry would be the known as the mana field.

A Plithias is an area of incredible power that will form in a matter of seconds when a fissure forms within the mana field. It acts in very much the same way as a volcano, when the mana drawn to the core becomes too much to hold together, huge amounts of mana are sent flying outward in concentrated bursts. Should something get caught within one of these bursts it becomes instantly warped in incredible ways. When a creature is engulfed by a Plithias it becomes so mentally anguished within that it will falls into a state of absolute rage. In some of these rare incidents, the devastating result reveals itself as the transmutation into a daemon.

A Balron is a name for a daemon with incredible strength, a creature that was caught in an exceptional Plithias.

Some daemons travel as close as they can get to the core, while others just roam the land attacking at random. It is supposed that these variations are dependant on the original being that entered the Plithias. It is unclear why most daemons do not choose to attack each other, but it is a fact that every now and then a daemon does make it to towns and villages. If it is not dealt with quickly they can cause outstanding damage to anything they find.